Get an eargasm every single fucking time 🥰🥰🥰🥰

TALKIN SHIT ABT ME PUSSY I KNO WHERE U STAY AT PUT THE BARREL IN HIS MOUTH HE WONDER WHERE HIS FACE AT

This song is to good to turn off even on the toilet

THROWAWAY
JUST TO KEEP YU GUYS ENTERTAINED, ANOTHER FUCKED FILE I CANT FIX
I AM SORRY:)🖤
but theres more waiting be patient

LUVMEITZIMPOSSIBLE (PROD. CRVLLLY)

ART BY ZUKI

ZUKI
@princezuki

KAMATAYAN
@fuckamatayan

DEAD WALK EARTH (KAMATAYAN X ZUKI) [PROD.DIKLORDEFENIL X MUD]

prod by: @hxlx
mix by: @hxlx
art by: @tntslinky

lyrics: 

your a faggot bitch imma slash right thru your head
fuck the pillow talking me and hxlx leave em dead
i cant leave the evidence ill drag em to my shed
voices keep me company i toss and turn in bed
acog on my strap with a saw up on my lap
didnt wanna do it but you fucked up my whole mood
curbed his fucking jaw and now theres blood all on my boots
hxlx fucking help me mash away upon this goon
grab a shovel lend a hand and leave em under roots
fuck it while were at it beat his ass and that is that
chase him down and gut his ass we put him in our soup
hide the body lock the shed and leave his ass to rot

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PILLOW TALKIN w/ HXLX [HXLX]

THERE R SO MANY PRODS ILL CREDIT THEM IF U KNOW THEM

PURE BH MIX 800 [XAYVICIOUSS$, AUXXI]

Talkin shit about me I pussy know where you stay at
Put the barrel in his mouth he wonder where his face at
See my eyes you know it’s me under that fuckin face mask
Wanna leave this planet we turned it into wasteland

problems w pills I’m sick
I always feel like shit
Nana clip peelin him
Tool I’m concealing it
Stop tryna fuck with me
Done with your fuckery 
I have no love for me
Tryin to hunt for peace

I get a big bag
We get the chips we send in a shit and you hear in a Big Bang
Time in the clock
Times on the clock
Like it’s mutha fuckin Big Ben
Bitch we be runnin it up gettin money we gettin the big bands

Why the fuck am I filed with this hatred
Pop a pill, pop another one I need a k pin
Demons in my body I’ve been feeling overtaken
I’m faceless
I
Take him 
Erase him
Bitch it’s fuckin painless

Bitch
I gotta mutha fuckin big bag
Smokin out the bong
I don’t wanna roll no zigzag
Take a gram of molly
Feel my heart beat in my rib cage
I’m so fucked up
Live or die don’t give a shit aye

I get a big bag
We get the chips we send in a shit and you hear in a Big Bang
Time in the clock
Times on the clock
Like it’s mutha fuckin Big Ben
Bitch we be runnin it up gettin money we gettin the big bands

Beat and art by me

cataclysm

CATACLYSM (PROD. BRONK)

art @heptaknot

LYRICS <333

Need some flesh that I bite on 
clench my fist im gripping my side arm 
back up gonna hit your fucking iris
i found peace with the suppressing silence 
i don’t wanna see another shit talking fat fuck
i will never be another dick riding faggot
bitch you wanna see my blade i pull up like it’s shogun
you think you are so big when i pull up there is no gun
you scared as fuck i see you runnin to your mommas house
imma take that bitch by the blouse and fuck your mom right in the asshole
slam that bitch to the wall
 i pick up my blade and i go to the mall
bitch im a pioneer leading them all as im giving the lessons of western ass draw
BITCH IM WAY UP SO DONT FALL OFF FUCKA
BITCH IM WAY UP SO DONT FALL OFF FUCKA
i don’t wanna see another shit talking fat fuck
i will never be another dick riding faggot
bitch you wanna see my blade i pull up like it’s shogun
you think you are so big when i pull up there is no gun
bitch i am driving my tank made of bullets 
i shoot at that pussy he leaking his fluids 
fuck on a spanish bitch she speakin fluent
im howie mandel in the trap, “howie do it”
bitch im feelin fuckin wonderful
big ass bags i got a lot to pull
kick that bitch like fuckin liverpool
talk my shit with fuckin syllables 
EW WTF THAT SHIT IS NASTY
GUTTERCRAWLERS IN THE FUCKIN BACKSEAT
SHOOT AT THAT BITCH WITH A BIG ASS APACHE 
COMIN IN HOT MOTHAFUCKAS TRYNA MATCH ME
GET A FUCKIN JOB WHY U WHIPPIN A TAXI
DAY ONE HOMIE SHOUTOUT MF DRAXY

FAT FUCK ! (prod. skotskr)

Imma phycho I’ve been losing grip
Wanna rip your fuckin skin
Shut your fuckin mouth before you catch this metal in your rib
Pissed off I can’t give a shit
Hang your body
Goin limp
I think that your body should have it an extra hole in it

I’m gonna turn that boy into a ghost
I’m gonna turn that boy into a ghost

I’m gonna snatch your mf soul
I’m gonna snatch your mf soul
X2 

Talkin too much now I’m cuttin his throat
She doin lines like tic tac toe 
Better watch out cuz I grip that pole
Big bat up to his mf head
Now I’m breakin his nose
He don’t want smoke
Talkin too much he got turned into a roach
I’m on the block and I carry the chrome
Goin crazy goin monkey mode
I got yo bitch she takin my load
Better gimme back what you owe
Talkin shit I don’t give a fuck tho
You get cut bro 
Get cut throat
She wanna fuck
I told the bitch no
I’m gonna snatch you mf soul
I’m gonna turn that boy into a ghost
I’m gonna turn that boy into a ghost

Imma phycho I’ve been losing grip
Wanna rip your fuckin skin
Shut your fuckin mouth before you catch this metal in your rib
Pissed off I can’t give a shit
Hang your body
Goin limp
I think that your body should have it an extra hole in it

I’m gonna turn that boy into a ghost
I’m gonna turn that boy into a ghost

I’m gonna snatch your mf soul
I’m gonna snatch your mf soul
Aye

Talkin too much now I’m cuttin his throat
She doin lines like tic tac toe 
Better watch out cuz I grip that pole
Big bat up to his mf head
Now I’m breakin his nose
He don’t want smoke
Talkin too much he got turned into a roach
I’m on the block and I carry the chrome
Goin crazy go

Imma phycho I’ve been losing grip
Wanna rip your fuckin skin
Shut your fuckin mouth before you catch this metal in your rib
Pissed off I can’t give a shit
Hang your body
Goin limp
I think that your body should have it an extra hole in it

Art and beat by me

ghost

GHOST (PROD. BRONK)

Lyrics 1/3 done

Hands up I said I just wanna bang
I said god don’t even like me tryna send me down to flame
All my friends still fucking hate me they don’t like who I became
Put his body in a bag said we don’t even know his name

And imma press that imma press shit that down
Now watch me dead that imma dead that shit now 
So lemme flex that imma flex that shit down 
I wanna die bitch I wanna die god damn now

lookin for action u Covered maggots I make it a passion I’m watching u decay
Bitch I know u ain’t packing tf you be jacking your brain in a cabinet your blood in the sink aye
I don’t fuck with these bitches I don’t even listen I got me a problem I’m popping a bean aye
And I’m going to hell and I make it my home I don’t want anything else blow my face sheets wait

Staying away bitch i know you a faker 
Give me yo life I said I am the taker 
Dick in her stomach I feel like a baker 
Stackin my money you know I’m a raker
Using my knife I be making your face hurt
Lighting em up i be letting the k burn
I’m raising the stakes to the heaven no gates when I cover my face you be meeting the maker fuck

I hate my life no one else can tell me I ain’t shit 
U scream on beats think u hard but u just a fake bitch 
If I get locked then like pussy not making statements 
I keep it on me keep talking I let the k
Hit

(Chorus)

CATACLYSM (PROD. BRONK)

BRONKX3

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